The forbidden rule (MxM) (A werewolf story)

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"Where are we going," I ask holding his hand and intertwining them. We were currently in Dean's car who had picked me up as promised. We have been driving for eighteen minutes now but he hasn't uttered a word, just driving, all eyes on the road not even looking at me at all and I was getting anxious with any passing second. Was he still mad at me because I lied to him this morning or...

"You will see," he replied not taking his eyes off the road and pulling his hand out of my hold which made me feel sad.

"I'm sorry for lying to you Dean but I have my reasons and you too have many things you haven't told me so let's be fair" I voice out softly. Dean gritted his teeth looking at me for a split second before putting his gaze back on the road. I sighed as I looked out of the window watching the trees go by when he made it clear that he wasn't gonna say anything. I closed my eyes enjoying the drive until warm big fingers intertwined with mine. I flinched a little not expecting the gesture.

Opening my eyes I saw that Dean had parked the car at the side of the road and gazing at me. "I am sorry" he whispered adjusting in his seat and bringing my hand to his mouth placing a sweet peck on the back of it "I am not mad that you lied to me Kolan, I know you're my mate and you're entitled to have secrets and trust me when I say, I too have a lot of ghosts in my closets, I'm just mad that it's because of me that you don't trust me" he says looking sad.

"I trust you, Dean," I say softly.

"Do you" I nod rapidly

"One day I will tell you everything but not now," I say smiling at him softly.

"Ok" He pulls his hand out of mine "Come, I want to show you something," he gets out of the car. I followed his lead getting out too. I looked around, we were in the middle of nowhere and it was getting dark. "Come, love," he stretched his hand out for me to take. I walked toward him smiling at
Him as I held his hand but I was nervous. "Trust me, I am not going to kill you" he chuckled his deep voice sounding so sexy in this quiet environment we were in.

"Nervous yes but scared of you killing me nope," I say holding on to him as we walked deeper into the forest, his laugh rumbling through the silent forest making my tummy churn. We didn't walk too far when we stopped in front of an old tombstone. I looked at it not getting why we were there but I was patient waiting for him to say something.

Looking up at Dean, his gaze was fixed on the tombstone, his hand which was holding mine was squeezing it in a tight grip, Dean's eyes held pain, no, it was grief, sorrow, anger, and sadness but most of all pity. I slowly placed my other hand on his shoulder making him face me. I pulled his face to mine capturing his mouth into a sweet kiss. I can feel his pain, why was he in such pain, who is this person? Dean slugs his hands over my waist pulling me roughly to him and kissing me deeply dominating my mouth as he kissed me as he pleased.

His mouth is always so sweet, so dominating, and demanding, I love it so much. We kissed as if our lives depended on it and I let out embarrassing sounds when he bit my tongue roughly. It was getting heated so I pulled away before it escalates into something else and I know where my mate stands on that. Dean chased my lips but I was quick to tilt my head, his eyes had turned white and his breathing had turned harsh. The good thing Dean wasn't tense anymore which I appreciated.

"Calm down, I'm here" I whisper lowly in his ear not surprised by his eyes anymore.

"Please hold me" I nodded holding him tightly. His voice was animalistic, meaning whatever he was afraid of was coming out. I wondered if I was the trigger. After some more minutes Dean let go slowly, his eyes back to normal. I didn't say anything as we looked at each other both of us still catching our breaths. Dean sighed closing his eyes for a split second, "I'm sorry, it's hard to control when all I want is to mate you" he says pushing his hair back.